Page 157 of My Ruthless Opponent

I take him in my mouth. Raleigh jerks when I close my lips around him and suck on his bulbous head.

I lick him, his salty taste against my tongue, making me moan.

He grips my hair tighter as he pushes me down on his cock. I gag but he doesn’t release me. He pulls out then thrusts in deep. I choke again.

“Eyes on me.” He orders.

I stare up at him with watery eyes. His roughness evokes a primal need within me. I open my mouth wider. I want it all. His roughness. His gentleness.

I crave the way he cares for me like I am made of glass. And I also need him to unleash his desire on me like I am his.

His cock hits the back of my throat and I choke again. I use my hands and mouth to pleasure him. Raleigh’s body shudders. “Fuck, that’s it, princess.”

I look up and find a glimpse of my Raleigh. “Love your mouth on me, Hannah. Love it so much.” He groans, and it, in turn, makes me moan.

Drunk on his pleasure, his taste, and his sexy sounds, I take him deeper.

He holds my gaze and thrusts into my mouth. “You’re fucking mine. This sexy little mouth is mine.”

I moan around him. Yes, I am his. And he is mine. Mine to hate. Mine to torture. Mine to comfort. And mine to lo…

I don’t complete the thought. Instead, I focus on him as his body tenses.

His head rolls back, jaw slack as he fucks my mouth with fast thrusts.

“I am going to come and you’re going to swallow every drop.” He bites out. Gripping my face with both hands, he pumps once, twice. Then with a roar, he comes down my throat.

He is breathing hard as he slips from my mouth.

He caresses my cheek, his eyes soft. Finally, he is back.

Raleigh shocks me when he drops to his knees suddenly, parts my legs, and pushes me to lay back on the bed with a hand to my chest.

“I don’t—”

“My turn, princess.” He gives me one of his mischievous grins, his dimples showing before his tongue finds my clit.

He drags me to the edge of the bed and eats me like his life depends on it.

I wasn’t expecting him to return the favor but I am not complaining.

I wrap my legs around his head when he sucks on my clit. A strangled moan escapes me when he thrusts two fingers inside me. I grind my hips against his tongue, riding his fingers.

My face heats up when he moans against my slick flesh.

He laps up my wetness, his fingers pumping into me.

“Oh, God,” My back arches off the bed, my fingers buried in his hair as my climax hits me.

I am still dazed, when Raleigh gets up, lifts me, and scoots my body up.

He crawls atop me and takes my mouth hungrily. I taste myself on his tongue and it makes me sink my nails in his back.

He gets between my legs, his cock—hard again—at my entrance.

Raleigh pulls back. “Okay?”

He is asking if it’s okay to take me. “Yes, please.” I wrap my legs around him.

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